If you walk in right off the streetYou can take the load right off your feetMamma bring the menu to your seatBut the bill of fare be short and sweetWon't find no etouffe'Mamma never ever could cook that wayShe's all ancien' regimeNo nouvell cuisine

She cook gumboA mighty Rad GumboIt's the only way she can goDown at the Club Rad Gumbo

Now the heads and shells stay in the stockShe stirs her roux and really rocksOne gallon shellfish stock or waterMan this gumbo is made to orderTwo toes of garlic finely choppedMan this party just can't be stoppedMamma's pots are boiling, the band starts to blowPiano keys flying like Fats Domino

She cook gumboA mighty Rad GumboIt's the only way she can goDown at the Club Rad Gumbo

Oh no, no escargot, no cordon bleuThis ain't the place to go lookin' for beef stewBut if you like tender shrimp and riceIf ya think ya can stand the spice

She cook gumboA mighty Rad Gumbo

Now people comin' from miles aroundTo see what Mamma's puttin' downEverybody knows her nameShe in the seafood hall of fameI gotta get that recipeIf it means the death of meGet my spyboy to sneak a lookInto Mamma's book

She cook gumboA mighty Rad GumboIt's the only way she can goDown at the Club Rad Gumbo

She cook gumboA mighty Rad GumboIt's the only way she can goDown at the Club Rad Gumbo